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really. Maybe watch a movie. Read. Sometimes I head to the clubhouse if some of the girls are there."
    I nodded as she spoke. Over the last few weeks, her confidence with me had grown exponentially. Yet every time her gaze hit mine, it was still like the damn first time all over again. I was bowled over by how goddamn hot she was. Fuck it. She was beautiful. Who was I kidding to presume any less?
    "Well, the clubhouse is out of the question until Diesel gives the all-clear."
    She nodded her understanding. "What do you do?"
    "I head to the office usually," I admitted.
    A frown creased her brow. "Why?"
    I could hardly tell her the damn truth. "Just to get shit done."
    She still looked confused when she asked, "But there's nothing major going on, right? Nothing you don't get done during the week?"
    I couldn't lie to her. It was hard enough keeping my feelings towards her hidden away as it was. "There are no distractions if I'm there by myself."
    Understanding flashed across her face. Her eyes widened and a light flush spread across her cheeks. "I'm sorry."
    I had no idea what she was apologising for. "For what?"
    "That you have to look out for me. I didn't realise I was stopping you doing your job." I watched her gulp and a look I didn't like seeing flashed in her eyes. Vulnerability. "I can talk to Diesel about working back at the club. Shit, I'm sorry." Before I even had time to react, she clambered out of bed and raced across to the bathroom.
    I remained on my arse, bewildered, before I surged into action. "Fuck!" I headed to the bathroom, my hand hovering over the door handle. I leaned in close to listen. A soft sob hit my ears, throwing me into action. Relief filtered through me that she hadn't thought to lock it. My eyes then met hers in the mirror. Even with pink tinges around her eyes and tears staining her cheeks, she was stunning.
    I stepped towards her, her eyes tracking my movement. Standing behind her, I reached out, eyes connected to hers, and then turned her to face me. I pulled Lena against my chest, wrapping my arms around her. I sighed and rested my chin on top of her head when her palms pressed against my back.
    "I don't want you anywhere but by my side." I knew the double meaning behind those words, but fuck, Lena upset and vulnerable just about unravelled me. "You got me?"
    I felt her nod against my chest, yet still she said, "But—"
    "But nothing."
    "But you said I was distract—"
    "Fuck, Lena." She froze in my arms, her muscles becoming taut. "Everything about you is a goddamn distraction, but I can't not see you every fucking workday. You're a good distraction. Too fucking good."
    I allowed Lena to angle herself away from me, her hands still on my back. I closed my eyes briefly, avoiding looking at myself in the mirror and needing a moment to prepare myself for looking down at her.
    "Mace."
    My eyes sprang open, and I tilted my head down immediately to look at her. My name on her lips had been whispered on a sigh. Her gaze hit mine, her deep browns staring at me with a need I had no right to.
    "Kiss me."
    I barely had time to register her breathy, tentative request before she raised herself towards me, wrapped her arms around my neck, and pulled my lips to meet hers.
    I was lost.
    Gone.
    Left utterly adrift.
    The kiss, her lips against my own, shifted my world. Need slammed into me, all thoughts of resistance, of denying myself the goodness of Lena, torn apart and cast aside.
    I hauled her up into my arms, grabbing her arse, lifting her and securing her legs around my waist. I stepped forward so her backside perched on the sink, not breaking free from our kiss.
    I ghosted my tongue against her lips, and she opened to me willingly, her tongue sweeping against mine. I groaned at the contact and squeezed her thighs, pushing my cock against the thin material covering her pussy. She gasped at the touch and rubbed herself against me, stretching her legs wider, giving me full access.
    A small part of my brain